Hamlet. Julius CæsarHarper & brothers, 1884 |
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... , Horatio ! you tremble and look pale ; Is not this something more than fantasy ? What think you on ' t ? Horatio . Before my God , I might not this believe Without the sensible and true avouch Of mine own eyes ACT I. SCENE I. 43.
... , Horatio ! you tremble and look pale ; Is not this something more than fantasy ? What think you on ' t ? Horatio . Before my God , I might not this believe Without the sensible and true avouch Of mine own eyes ACT I. SCENE I. 43.
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William Shakespeare William James Rolfe. Without the sensible and true avouch Of mine own eyes . Marcellus . Is it not like the king ? Horatio . As thou art to thyself : Such was the very armour he had on When he the ambitious Norway ...
William Shakespeare William James Rolfe. Without the sensible and true avouch Of mine own eyes . Marcellus . Is it not like the king ? Horatio . As thou art to thyself : Such was the very armour he had on When he the ambitious Norway ...
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... true and good , The apparition comes . I knew your father ; These hands are not more like . Hamlet . But where was this ? 210 Marcellus . My lord , upon the platform where we watch'd . Hamlet . Did you not speak to it ? Horatio . My ...
... true and good , The apparition comes . I knew your father ; These hands are not more like . Hamlet . But where was this ? 210 Marcellus . My lord , upon the platform where we watch'd . Hamlet . Did you not speak to it ? Horatio . My ...
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... true , And it must follow , as the night the day , Thou canst not then be false to any man . Farewell ; my blessing season this in thee ! Laertes . Most humbly do I take my leave , my lord . Polonius . The time invites you ; go , your ...
... true , And it must follow , as the night the day , Thou canst not then be false to any man . Farewell ; my blessing season this in thee ! Laertes . Most humbly do I take my leave , my lord . Polonius . The time invites you ; go , your ...
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... true pay , Which are not sterling . Tender yourself more dearly ; Or - not to crack the wind of the poor phrase , Running it thus - you ' ll tender me a fool . Ophelia . My lord , he hath importun'd me with love In honourable fashion ...
... true pay , Which are not sterling . Tender yourself more dearly ; Or - not to crack the wind of the poor phrase , Running it thus - you ' ll tender me a fool . Ophelia . My lord , he hath importun'd me with love In honourable fashion ...
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Beliebte Passagen
Seite 86 - Come I to speak in Caesar's funeral. He was my friend, faithful and just to me: But Brutus says he was ambitious; And Brutus is an honourable man. He hath brought many captives home to Rome, Whose ransoms did the general coffers fill: Did this in Caesar seem ambitious?
Seite 96 - With a bare bodkin? who would fardels bear, To grunt and sweat under a weary life, But that the dread of something after death, The undiscover'd country from whose bourn No traveller returns, puzzles the will, And makes us rather bear those ills we have Than fly to others that we know not of? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all...
Seite 44 - Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world Like a Colossus, and we petty men Walk under his huge legs and peep about To find ourselves dishonourable graves.
Seite 89 - O, now you weep, and I perceive you feel The dint of pity; these are gracious drops. Kind souls, what! weep you when you but behold Our Caesar's vesture wounded ? Look you here, Here is himself, marr'd, as you see, with traitors.
Seite 87 - Yet Brutus says, he was ambitious ; And, sure, he is an honourable man. I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke, But here I am to speak what I do know. You all did love him once, not without cause ; What cause withholds you then to mourn for him...
Seite 58 - Neither a borrower nor a lender be ; For loan oft loses both itself and friend, And borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry. This above all : to thine own self be true, And it must follow, as the night the day, Thou canst not then be false to any man.
Seite 87 - tis his will : Let but the commons hear this testament, (Which, pardon me, I do not mean to read) And they would go and kiss dead Caesar's wounds, And dip their napkins in his sacred blood ; Yea, beg a hair of him for memory, And, dying, mention it within their wills, Bequeathing it, as a rich legacy, Unto their issue.
Seite 50 - Nor the dejected haviour of the visage, Together with all forms, moods, shows of grief, That can denote me truly : these, indeed, seem, For they are actions that a man might play ; But I have that within, which passeth show, These but the trappings and the suits of woe.
Seite 92 - I have heard That guilty creatures sitting at a play Have by the very cunning of the scene Been struck so to the soul that presently They have proclaim'd their malefactions; For murder, though it have no tongue, will speak With most miraculous organ.
Seite 100 - ... twere, the mirror up to nature; to show virtue her own feature, scorn her own image, and the very age and body of the time his form and pressure.